A/N: So apparently some of you have never gone through the horrors of morning sickness. HOW? That seems so unfair...

* pouts *

Special Note: I'm all up for criticism in the reviews, I just ask that if you don't like it or disagree with something, I or any of the other authors write, that you be respectful about it. We do this for free and take time out of our RL and families in order to write such stories. We do this out of love.

Disclaimer: Stephenie owns all things Twilight. I own the bunny that attacked me to write this.

Beta: HollBeth

Simply Promised

Chapter 29

BPOV

I'm three and half months today.

I'm happy to report that the geyser of vomit has been slowing down... just barely.

I still get up and throw up in the morning, but I'm able to keep food down more.

I'm ecstatic about it.

My bones are not protruding and I even have a healthy glow.

I thought that was just a tale to make pregnant women feel pretty after basically living by the toilet.

But no, I look healthy.

There is no baby bump either, for which I'm excited.

I fit into my clothes better, filling out nicely in certain areas.

My boobs have been growing, too.

I am now at a C cup. I don't know how to feel about that.

I should be happy, but I can't help to notice how much more guys stare at my chest and ass... including Emmie and Ed.

It might have been my fault.

My normal bra wasn't fitting, so I bought the next cup and voila, I have tits.

I've never had them this big, so I ran out of my room in just my pants and bra and showed them to whomever was in the living room... Emmie and Ed.

I grabbed them, bounced them, and even jiggled them for a bit. "I have tits! Look what they can do!"

I think they were also shocked that I had boobs.

"Holy Shit! You're a girl?"

I proved to Emmie how much of a girl I am, pregnant or not.

Ed almost had a heart attack.

I've taken to wearing sweaters after that.

Good thing the weather demands that I do.

It's been raining non-stop for a week now.

The weather does bring me down at times.

I think about Riley and where we would be had I not agreed to this.

Would I be happy?

Would I be pregnant with our baby instead of Ed and Tranny's?

It doesn't do me any good to dwell on the "what if's."

But with the weather like this... I just can't help it.

A/N: Reviews are the same as big boobs... Oh you just better leave me some luv.